#and rarely caught more Pokémon than that

[pkmn-smashorpass]

Unofficial poll of if Bidoof was the HM pokemon for everyone? There have been many an HM pokemon, but bidoof stands out to me since it could learn surf (or at least Bibarel could).

[lovelyjuju]

𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 - &𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦

&team x reader (seperately)

genre: fluff <3

warnings: none

word count: ~ 400-500 per member

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── .✦ k (453 words)

k walked you up the steps to your door, his warm hand in yours contrasting the cold of the night. the two of you stopped under the soft glow of the porch light. it wasn't until you turned around to face him that you noticed how close he was, the warm spice of his cologne mixing with the cool air.

"thank you for tonight k, i had a really good time," you said a little sheepishly.

he smiled, that shy, almost boyish smile he flashed when he was nervous but didn't want you to know. "i had a good time, too," he replied softly.

the night had been perfect – your conversation flowing easily over dinner, and his fingers brushing yours a little too often to be accidental. and now, as you stood there, neither of you wanting to be the one to say goodbye, you felt the soft flutter of anticipation settling between you.

k’s gaze drifted from your eyes to your lips, lingering there for a heartbeat too long. his thumb gently sweeped over your knuckles, as he asked,

"can i kiss you good night?"

suddenly your cheeks felt warm, despite the cool night wind. his words were gentle, almost hesitant, and something in you ached at how he asked, like he gave you every chance to say no. instead, you nodded, your breath catching as he let out a soft exhale, relief in his smile.

k’s hand rised to brush against your cheek, his fingers tracing along your skin with a touch so light it sent a shiver down your spine. you closed the gap between you, and then his lips met yours, soft and searching, like he was savoring each second. his kiss tasted faintly of peppermint, warm and so comforting that it made you lean in just a bit closer, your hand resting on his chest, feeling his heart beat beneath your fingertips.

for a moment, it was just the two of you in this tiny world under the porch light. the gentle pressure of his hand against your cheek, the soft warmth of his lips, his fingers threading through your hair as he deepened the kiss just enough to make your heart skip a beat.

when he finally pulled back, you caught the smallest, softest smile on his lips. you felt a blush creeping onto your cheeks, but you couldn't look away.

“i’ve wanted to do that all night,” he murmured, a little self-conscious but unmistakably sincere.

you mirrored his shy smile, “i’m glad you did now.”

k chuckled, his fingers brushing over yours one last time before he let go. he stepped back, giving you a final smile before heading down the steps.

"good night, y/n."

other members under the cut!

── .✦ fuma (454 words)

"close your eyes," you instructed, not even trying to hide your grin. you were probably more excited about your surprise to your best friend than he was, but he obeyed and closed his eyes.

you took his hand, carefully placing the small box inside before letting go and telling him to open his eyes again.

he followed your instructions, looking at the box with a hint of confusion, his eyebrows furrowing slightly.

"you're supposed to open it," you said with a playful laugh.

fuma opened the box, and his eyes widened in surprise at what he saw. "tada!" you said with a bright, excited smile.

he examined the pokémon figure more closely, almost as if checking to see if it was real.

"how did you– ?"

"i found a store the other day that sold the mystery boxes they come in," you explained, a bit sheepishly. "i really wanted you to open it, but i couldn’t resist peeking. and i knew this was the one you were missing, so...”

fuma looked at you, his smile growing wider. "did you know this one’s super rare? most people barely pull it," he said, his voice full of admiration. "you’re my lucky charm."

his words sounded platonic, but they felt like so much more – like they carried an unspoken weight. heat rose to your cheeks and you quickly looked down, hoping he hadn’t noticed. but he was too wrapped up in the excitement of his new collection piece to catch it. his face lit up, a smile as wide as a child’s in a candy store.

"thank you so much, really," he said, still beaming. "i was only missing this one, and i kept getting duplicates of the others and– my god, i could kiss you!" he babbled on, too caught up in his excitement to realize the slip of his words.

your head shot up again, though your face only got redder.

"you could what?"

your question pulled fuma's focus back to you. "what?"

his face paled when he realized what he'd said. "i–... i'm sorry, i..." his voice trailed off, not quite sure what to say.

you swallowed your nervousness and, with a steadying breath, asked him, "why don’t you do it?"

this time, it was his turn to look at you, his eyes wide and his cheeks flushing with color. yet, despite his surprise, he stepped closer, his hand gently cupping your cheek as he softly traced his thumb over your skin.

"are you sure?" he asked, his voice barely louder than a whisper.

instead of replying, you brought your hands to his shoulders, pulled him down a little and stepped on your tippy toes to connect your lips in a soft kiss.

── .✦ nicholas (437 words)

the loud music threatened to burst your eardrums, making you sigh again. you might have enjoyed the party – hadn't your friend dragged you here and then left you alone as soon as her boyfriend appeared.

she'd be back in five minutes, she'd said. over forty five minutes had passed since then, and she was still nowhere to be seen. you'd be worried if she'd been alone, but you knew she wasn't, so you felt rather annoyed – contemplating if you should just head home.

that's when you felt an arm wrap around your shoulder, a familiar scent flooding your senses. "there you are," nicholas said, scooting a bit closer to you. you had been on two dates with him before, but you weren't aware he'd be here tonight. you would have agreed to the party immediately.

"nicholas?" you asked in confusion, "i didn't know you'd be here."

his lips curved into a playful grin. "well, i’m always up for a surprise. and speaking of which, there’s something i want to show you."

he stood up and reached out his hand. you took it, trying to ignore the butterflies that mingled in your stomach, and followed him outside the living room and up the staircase.

the cool night air brushed against your skin as he opened the door. you followed him outside, your gaze meeting his in confusion.

"it’s my best friend’s place, i know how to get to the rooftop." he explained before you could ask. "you didn’t seem comfortable back there, so i thought you might feel better here." his voice softened with a hint of sheepishness.

the thoughtfulness behind his words warmed your chest, despite the chilly air. still, after standing together for a while, just taking in the view of the starry sky above and the glowing city below, the cold began seeping through your clothes.

"i do feel better here, thanks, nico," you said, doing your best to hide the shiver running through you. "the view is beautiful."

nicholas turned to face you, his expression softening as he took off his jacket. without a word, he draped it around your shoulders, but kept his hands on it. he looked down at you, the warmth of his touch mingling with the crisp night air.

"yeah, it is," he replied softly, leaning down just enough for you to feel his warm breath on your skin.

the butterflies were rioting by now, but you stepped a little closer.

"may i?" nicholas whispered, and you nodded softly, almost shyly.

without a second thought, he pulled you closer by his jacket and brushed his lips over yours.

── .✦ ej (425 words)

the soft crunch of leaves under your feet filled the air as you and euijoo walked through the park. you’d met earlier that day at a nearby café that had just opened, but even after spending hours together in the cozy, warm-lit space, neither of you had wanted to part ways just yet. so when he'd suggested a walk through the park, you’d agreed without hesitation.

there was a slight distance between you as you walked, yet every so often, euijoo’s fingers brushed yours . the tiny, accidental touches sent a rush of goosebumps up your arms (which, naturally, you blamed on the cool autumn breeze).

euijoo turned to you, his voice breaking the comfortable silence. “do you have plans for the weekend?”

you looked up, meeting his eyes and shaking your head, already feeling excited at the thought of spending more time with him.

his lips curved into a soft, almost shy smile, and he hesitated a moment before asking, “would you... maybe like to come over? we could make hot chocolate, try out some fall recipes, maybe watch a few movies?” he hurriedly added, “o-only if you’re comfortable coming to my place, of course!”

your heart fluttered – not just at the thought of spending another cozy evening together, but at the care in his voice, the way he seemed so intent on making sure you felt safe and comfortable.

“i’d love that, euijoo,” you replied, unable to keep the smile from spreading across your face. he smiled back, his eyes crinkling slightly at the edges.

you were so caught up in each other that neither of you realized you’d stopped walking until the sharp ring of a bicycle bell jolted you back. before you could react, euijoo’s hands found your arms, and he gently pulled you closer to make space for the cyclist.

the biker whizzed past, but euijoo’s hands stayed on your arms, his touch ever so soft. when you looked up, you found yourself pressed lightly against his chest and you swore you could hear his heartbeat under the thin fabric of his sweater – just a bit faster than healthy.

you opened your mouth to apologize, but he shook his head, his gaze warm and unwavering, fingers lingering as if reluctant to let you go. instead, he pulled you a little closer, his face dipping toward yours, his cheeks painted with a faint, rosy flush.

your heart hammered in your chest, and before you could second-guess it, you rose up on your toes, softly brushing your lips against his.

── .✦ yuma (420 words)

the sound of your laughter caused yuma's head to shoot in your direction. "i told you you'd like the movie," he stated, the sound of his voice slightly teasing.

you rolled your eyes but suppressed a grin, "it's not even that good."

yuma grinned, an unmistakable glint of mischief flashing in his eyes. before you could react, his hands darted to your sides, fingers pressing into your ribs just enough to make you squirm.

“wait– yuma, no!” you squealed, immediately dissolving into laughter as he tickled you mercilessly. your protests turned into helpless laughter, your hands failing as you tried to push him away, but he just laughed, not letting up.

“admit it!” he pressed, his face lighting up with an amused grin as he kept going.

“never!” you gasped between giggles, desperately twisting to escape his grasp. somehow, in the midst of your playful struggle, he managed to get a better hold, pinning you down gently as he continued to tickle you.

“say it!” he insisted, grinning down at you.

"fine! you’re right!” you gasped out, breathless. “you win, you win!”

he stopped, both of you still laughing as you caught your breath. but as the laughter died down, the room seemed to fall silent – the sound of the movie playing only a faint background noise. that’s when yuma noticed the way you looked up at him, breath still coming in short bursts from the tickling. when he noticed how close you were. his face softened, and his hands stilled, staying gently on either side of you as he leaned over, his gaze dropping to your lips.

the playful energy shifted and you could feel the warmth radiating from him, your heart racing in a way that had nothing to do with the tickling. his expression turned almost uncertain, a hesitation in his eyes as he seemed to hold his breath.

just as he was about to back way, you grabbed his shirt to pull him back down and tilted your head up, closing the space between you. the movement seemed to surprise him, his breath catching as your lips brushed softly against his. for a heartbeat, he stayed still, then slowly relaxed, leaning in to return the kiss, his hands shifting from your sides to cradle your face with a gentle warmth.

the world outside faded, the movie long forgotten, as you melted into the kiss. when he finally pulled back, his eyes sparkled, a slight blush dusting his cheeks.

“so… does this mean i won twice?”

── .✦ jo (425 words)

the comfortable silence between you and jo was only interrupted by the soft scratching of your pencils. you were sitting across each other on his kitchen table, papers and drawing utensils spread out between you, as you were both absorbed in your own work.

you two had met at the beginning of semester in an art class, and although neither of you talked much, you instantly clicked. you had started hanging out after classes, and tonight he'd invited you over to just do what you loved the most. you both enjoyed working on your own pieces while stll not being alone.

you felt grateful for these quiet moments, the kind where words weren’t necessary. being here, both of you working with that same, silent intensity, filled you with a sense of ease. somehow, being near jo made everything feel right, even the silence.

the two of you were leaning over your drawings, your heads almost touching. every time you looked up at him, a smile tugged at your lips as you noticed the little things you shared – like how he tilted his head the same way you did when concentrating, or pressed his lips together just like you often did. finding jo felt like finding another version of yourself.

you turned your focus back to the paper in front of you, continuing your sketch, when a strand of hair fell out of your bun and onto jo's drawing.

he stopped drawing and looked up from his paper, only to realize how close your faces were when you looked up as well. your eyes immediately met his, and for some reason, you couldn't look away this time. for a moment, the world outside faded; there was only jo, his gaze so gentle that it made your heart skip a bit.

he let go of his pencil and brought his hand up to gently tuck the loose strand of hair behind your ear, his eyes only leaving yours to glance down at your lips for a split second before you got lost in them again.

his hand lingered on your cheek for another second, but let go when he saw the slightest flush of pink on your cheeks.

time seemed to stop when he leaned in just a tiny bit, waiting almost shyly for your reaction. his action made the pull you'd already felt towards him even stronger, so you reciprocated it.

jo met you halfway, closing the bit of distance that was left between you, and gently placed his soft lips on top of yours.

── .✦ harua (420 words)

you picked up the pace, walking a little faster as the sky above you turned darker and darker. big, gray clouds covered the sky, daring to break into heavy rain any second.

"i took so long to straighten my hair," you sulked, drawing a little chuckle from harua.

you were still too far from home and you knew you wouldn't make it before it would start pouring, but you still walked faster.

as the first drop of rain fell onto harua's glasses, he took off his jacket and carefully draped it over your head, making sure to cover as much of your hair as possible.

you felt a comforting warmth, not only from his jacket and the faint scent of his perfume on the piece of clothing, but from the action itself – the fact that he'd made sure to cover your hair only cause you'd complained about the effort you'd put into them.

as the rainfall started to become heavier – and you glanced over to see harua's hair already slightly dampened, the fabric of his sweater daring to soak up – you grabbed his hand and pulled him towards a closed store, finding shelter under its small front porch.

you pressed your back against the door to offer him as much space as possible, but although you two already stood unnervingly close, the raindrops continued to fall onto harua's back.

"thank you for the jacket," you broke the silence, your voice barely audible above the plattering of the rain. harua smiled softly and grabbed your wrists as you attempted to take his jacket off your head to give it back to him.

"keep it, it's cold," he replied, his voice as soft as the look in his eyes.

you looked up at him as if asking if he was sure, and without a word, he gave you a reassuring smile. his eyes locked with yours, only interrupted by a glance down to your lips that didn't last longer than three seconds.

your heart started pounding heavier against your chest as you noticed, and you titled your head up just slightly, as if testing the waters.

harua seemed to understand, your action being the only thing he needed to know you were thinking the same, and lowered his head to meet yours – your lips just inches away, but he hesitated.

you brought your shaking hands up to his cheeks, gently pulling him down to close the distance between you, and finally feeling his soft, slightly wet from the raindrops, lips on yours.

── .✦ taki (430 words)

the photobooth’s red curtain slid shut behind you as you and taki squeezed onto the small bench. you’d spent the past hours hopping from one arcade game to another, challenging each other to an nearly endless rivalry of skee-ball, air hockey, and crane games. as the day wound down, taki had grinned, pointing out the photobooth in the corner.

“you know what's the third date tradition, right?” he'd grinned, but you hadn't taken it seriously, as you'd slipped into the booth with barely enough room for two.

the machine counted down, the screen flashing a get ready! message in bold letters. the two of you pulled silly faces for the first couple of pictures, laughing between each flash. but as the screen showed the countdown for the final photo, taki glanced at you, his expression shifting from playful to something softer. his eyes met yours with a question hidden in them.

“can i… kiss you?” he asked, his voice quiet against the noise of the arcade outside.

your heart skipped a beat, a flurry of butterflies taking over as you looked at him, his face just inches from yours in the tiny space. but the machine was already ticking down the last few seconds, the numbers flashing on the screen, ready to snap its final shot.

without thinking, you leaned in, closing the gap between you with a quick, soft kiss just before the camera flashed. you pulled back, catching the flicker of surprise and warmth in his eyes, your heart still racing.

taki blinked, a bit dazed, and then let out a soft laugh. “wow. you barely even gave me a chance to finish asking.”

you shrugged, cheeks warm as you leaned back against the booth wall. “the machine doesn’t wait,” you said, trying to sound nonchalant, but you couldn’t stop smiling.

he grinned back, still seeming a little dazed. “can’t argue with that logic.”

the photos printed with a soft whir, and taki grabbed the strip, studying the last picture with a smile. in it, your lips were just barely touching, your eyes closed, his hand blurry as he'd moved it up to cup your cheek, and you couldn’t help but blush as you looked over his shoulder.

“i guess the photobooth captured our first kiss,” he said, his voice soft, a small, slightly shy smile on his face.

you replied with a nod, your own smile widening as you glanced back up at him.

he grinned, slipping the photo strip into his pocket. “i think we’ll have to come back here and get one for each date.”

── .✦ maki (492 words)

"kiss y/n or wash the dishes."

your eyes widened at taki's words.

"what?" you and maki asked in unison, your voices equally shocked.

your heartbeat quickened. you'd had a crush on maki for a while now, though you'd never admit that, and you couldn't help but feel a hint of excitement bubble up in your stomach.

maki furrowed his brows, looking everywhere but your direction, and slowly shook his head after some moments of hesitation.

everyone started cheering, happy to have skipped washing the dishes for another day, but you just blinked in confusion. the excitement made way to another feeling that felt suspiciously much like disappointment.

you stayed silent until the round finished and slipped away to the bathroom as the game wrapped up. maki’s gaze followed you until you disappeared behind the door, and he sighed softly.

while the others headed to the living room, maki stayed behind in the kitchen, starting to rinse the plates and bowls.

when you returned, you glanced around and asked, voice a bit unsteady, "where did everyone else go?" sure he wouldn’t hear you, you were surprised when maki looked up, meeting your eyes for the first time since backing out of his dare. he turned off the water to reply, “they’re in the living room.”

you nodded and started to turn toward the door, but maki quickly dried his hands and stepped over, reaching to catch your arm. “wait, y/n… are you okay?” he asked, his voice laced with concern.

"yes. i just didn't think i'm so unkissable that you prefer washing the dishes of ten people," you said with a chuckle that sounded more forced than intended.

"no!" he protested. then, with surprising seriousness, he added, “i just… didn’t want our first kiss to happen over a silly dare.”

"don't explain, maki, i totally get it, i–", you began, but stopped short as his words sank in. "wait. what do you mean 'our first kiss'?"

maki sighed. he wished he could somehow back out from this but there was no logical excuse for what he'd said, so he decided to go with the truth.

his cheeks flushed a little, and he looked down briefly before confessing, “i… like you. i have for a while now. nico said he was sure you felt the same way. and… well, a game just didn’t seem like the right time for a first kiss.”

you felt your heartbeat pick up, and a smile tugged at your lips as you took a small step closer. "would now be a better time?” you asked softly.

maki’s eyes widened a bit, a flicker of hope crossing his face. “what… do you mean?”

you chuckled, genuinely this time. “that i like you too, idiot.”

a smile spread across his face as his eyes softened. “in that case… i’d say now is perfect,” he murmured, lifting his hands to gently cup your cheeks and leaning in until his lips met yours. <3

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[factual-fantasy]

18 Asks! Thank you!! :}} 🎪

@pink088

Guuuuurl does it look like I missed the boops? XDD

(I DID miss the super boops and revenge boops tho. I was trashed on the couch and stuck on mobile all day so I wasn't able to send any back to anyone💔💔)

Uhhhmm... oh jeez lemme try to remember-- I'm assuming you mean the order I got everyone in the game..?? Cuz other than the goofy little comics I've been drawing there isn't much of a story beyond that-

Uhhh so I started with Midori(Sprigatito) obviously, thennn... I think I caught Grim(Gastly).. then I caught Gloria(Ralts). Thenn..... arrhrhhgh I thiiiink I went looking for eevees, but I found Anastasia(Shiny Kricketot) in the process and kept her. Then I picked one of the eevees I caught at random and kept him. Then lastly I found a Mareep(Bonnie) by surprise and kept her.

My memory is very poor but I thiiink that's mostly accurate <XDD If I misunderstood your question don't be afraid to send another ask! 😅

@pbjfox37147878

Sorry, I don't take requests.. But hey! You already got a solid concept going and some artistic talent, you can always make it yourself for free! :0

Not really.. I've had a surprising number of uncomfortable experiences with the fandom recently so I've decided to take a step back from Octonauts for a while..

@psype

:DD Thank you! I'm glad you like them! :}}

And yeah that's how I pictured her XDD its becuase I use her the most out of all my Pokémon-

Now she's not bossy and doesn't have a leader or "I'm better that you guys" complex, none of that! She's just very intelligent and usually very level headed and calm. I can imagine that she's gotten the team safely through a lot of complicated situations and her plans/advice have rarely led the group astray.

Plus since I use her so often, I like to think that she's one of the most powerful Pokémon on the team. If not the most powerful. So whenever the group was met with a great danger, Gloria was probably the one to rescue them <XD

So the whole group kind'a gravitates behind her and lets/wants her to take the lead most of the time. Especially when things get complicated or dangerous!

@nerdyskullcap (User in ask)

I took a peek at their blog, but I couldn't find any original art of the Conductor after quite a while of scrolling through that tag.. I only found reblogs of other peoples Conductor comics.. <:(

XD That description of Gloria is very fitting! I use her the most out of all my Pokémon and she rarely loses! XDD

This was a cool read, and hey! Some of my Pokémon have some of those attacks! :000 Gloria has draining kiss and Bonnie has discharge! :D

@cat7890

I'd like to think they've never fought before.. maybe some little bickering on a bad day, but never anything serious.

They have good communication and just generally get along really well and like a lot of the same things. So there's rarely conflict between them! :0

Thank you! I'm happy to hear that you like my artwork! :}}

As for your question.. I'm afraid I don't understand/cant explain it--

Lets say I wanna draw Mario. I imagine what the drawing might end up looking like in my head, what pose I'll draw him in and what colors I'll use.. And then I just.. draw it. It might not look exactly like what I pictured but its probably close enough.

If that doesn't answer your question, I'm afraid I either don't understand your question or this is just an art thing that I don't know how to explain. <:( Sorry, feel free to send another ask with more specifics if you have them!

@sleep-deprived-fr3ak

If Bill ever became a lawyer? All hope is lost XDD

@raven-bearden-the-interviewer42

I haven't really thought about the details of the crews travels and adventures.. but I'm sure that when Louis got cursed and became a crab monster? That was probably pretty memorable XD

Probably this one honestly <XD I cant think of anything more cursed off the top of my head-

@fawncr33k

I suppose that would be fine, but I wouldn't prefer it. As I've said many times,, just comments guys! Asks, reblogs, tags, how ever you type them. I just want comments.👍

@neo-metalscottic

No problem! Getting asks are usually a pick me up :}}

As for the Dry Bones thing, that's what I meant by "not sure how it fits into the AU yet" 😅 Who'd they fight? Why did they fight? When did this happen? No idea. Its all just a neat concept with no structure yet :// And beyond the awkward living situation with the Dry Bones today, I haven't really thought about how the Koopa culture has been changed by the war. That's just way too much thinking and I'm way too sick to bother trying to figure it out atm- 💀💔 But maybe someday I'll think it through!

Now Luigi, I had this idea that he had a bizarre encounter with a 1-UP and was later bitten by a Goomba. Over the span of say... 5 days or so..? Luigi slowly got weaker and weaker until eventually he became bedridden and actually died- He came back to life moments after but it still completely shook Mario and Luigi's worlds for a sec there-

I had intended to draw a comic about this, and I made a sketch about it in the past.. but around the time I thought of this idea my Mario phase was kind'a passing over so I didn't feel like making it- <XDD

As for a potential sequel, I would like to see Wario, Waluigi and Toadsworth. Not sure why Toadsworth wasn't in the first movie- he absolutely should have been. That deep voiced purple..? council..? toad guy?? Totally should have been Toadsworth :/

And my request for the Wario bros is that they are taken seriously. 😅🤣

@cherrycreamfairy

I'm doing okay so far today, thank you! :}

@littlelightfish

I haven't really figured out the details about how Tuna and Louis lost their limbs- 😅

But I'm considering that Louis lost his arm (I assume you meant his arm-) in some kind of work related accident a long time ago. It must have been a fishing accident somehow..

As for Tuna, either some kind of natural disaster/accident or.. someone "removed" them... O-O

I do not :/ I'm not even sure what homestuck is.. I thiiink its a webcomic-

@nemo-draco

Oooo! :00 It looks cool! :DD

And thank you, I'm hoping I get over this soon too 😅

[critter-catch-them-all-fella]

After spending most of the day just drawing for it, I am excited to introduce my take on the Zorua/Zoroark submas au concept!

I haven’t decided on a title for it and the Google doc is just called “Zoro-character ark” but I do have many thoughts about it. The ways it differs from other Zoroark aus is that a) it is one of the ones where both twins are pokemon and b) they are an incredibly rare phenomenon where their human appearances aren’t illusions but are instead actual fully developed forms that are indistinguishable from a regular human in almost every way. They were found in the forest as human children and taken in by Drayden and had to learn how to access and control their pokemon forms later in life.

Emmet was the first to accidentlly discover what he actually is but Ingo proved that neither was fully human not long after. They have three kinds of forms as described in these VERY quickly made guide sketches

Other than that, which just outlines the base world the au takes place in, any of the au I write would focus on Hisui and/or post reunion. In Hisui, during a terrible storm near the cliffs that overlook the sea, Ingo ordered his Pokémon to prioritize getting themselves to saftey and ends up dying. His pokemon find him as a Hisuian Zorua very quickly, before he is really conscious, and take him in. When he becomes strong and healthy enough to regain access to his human form (he thankfully still has one) he excuses the many months of absence as getting caught up in bad weather. Only Akari ever learns that he isn’t only human in Hisui and she meets him a months after he has already convinced everyone that he never died so she doesn’t know that hewas ever different. The only other creatures he speaks to in Hisui, his pokemon and charge, already know the story- knew what happened to him before even he did. Due to this, he never had to really think about or explain what happened to him. When he gets back to modern day and his family, he avoids as many situations where he would otherwise shift as possible before finally running out of excuses (and his pokemon’s patience). He didn’t want to acknowledge what happened and he feared that learning of his fate would make it harder for his family to look at him but being able to be himself around them again and gaining help on carrying the burden turns out to be verrrrry much so worth it.

Here are the rest of the sketches/information pages I have so far, focusing on their adult designs/life. I hope you’ve enjoyed looking at this au and hope to write or draw more for it in the future.

[crescentpaws]

kotlc pokémon au!

gonna share some info abt my kotlc pokémon au here for anyone interested :> (i’ve had this in my head for yearsss but @queefsencen has inspired me to share it here now)

(also yes i have lots of drawings but they’re all old and i hate them… so you’re just getting text for now. more drawings coming soon i promiseeee)

anyway. all under cut bc it’s longgg (talking about world building as well as the characters)

(have put more thought into this than i should have)

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everyone still has their abilities; most people choose their pokémon based on their ability (ex. fire types for pyrokinetics, water types for hydrokinetics, etc.) but some people choose to ignore typing (and some pick pokemon based on the certain moves they can learn or what their pokédex entries say)

also, since they can light leap all over the world, it’s much easier to find regional variants

- ever since pyrokinesis was banned, it’s illegal to own a fire-type pokémon (with some exceptions) (but they’re still allowed to roam around freely of course. they’re just less common now because no one catches them anymore)

- psionipaths almost always have pokémon that can learn shielding moves (such as protect)

- physicians always have at least one healing pokémon

- lots of kids at foxfire want or have an eevee, because eevees usually evolve according to which ability the kids manifest (jolteons, flareons, and vaporeons evolving with an ability manifestation don’t require evolution stones)

- some ancients have a mythical/legendary pokémon

- vociferators and beguilers almost always have pokémon that can learn moves that are affected by the voice

- pokémon that enter the seat of eminence usually glow with the spotlight color that best matches their typing (sophie’s espeon glows red though—which is unusual because psychic types normally glow blue—because it evolved when sophie inflicted on everyone at the end of book 1)

- when pokémon enter the mysterious place known as elysian, they gain the ability to terrastalize for some reason (wild stellar type tera pokemon can also be found there)

- goblins are machokes (queen is a machamp, younglings are machops)

- dwarves: drilbur -> excadrill

- gnomes are bellossoms

- haven’t thought of the species for ogres or trolls yet tho (if anyone has any suggestions feel free to tell me lmao)

- ^^ it’s considered very immoral to catch and train one of the intelligent species pokémon (+ they can all talk similar to how team rocket’s meowth can)

- (winged) galarian rapidash = the alicorns (occasionally fight when necessary)

- haven’t finalized the gym leaders or elite 4 yet so. i’ll get back to that later. (the nobility = the pokémon league basically. they do other stuff still of course but that’s a big part of their jobs)

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characters:

(don’t have set pokémon really, these are just my ideas so far. feel free to give suggestions for any of them!)

-> sophie

partner - espeon (psychic) — given to her as an eevee by alden so nobody at foxfire would suspect that she already had an ability; evolved when sophie inflicted for the “first” time at the end of book 1 (the red gem on its forehead represents the red light that shoots out of sophie’s forehead when she inflicts now)

altaria (dragon-flying) — this is the pokemon species that is supposed to represent moonlarks (given to her by mr. forkle). can mega evolve (which she learned how to do after she had her abilities reset in legacy)

phanpy (ground) — caught this pokemon because it looked like her plushie ella (she even named it after her)

raichu (alolan form) (electric-psychic) — used to be kenric’s pokemon; given to her by oralie at the same time she was given kenric’s cache at the beginning of book 4

grafaiai (poison-normal) — iggy (caught by her but rarely used in battle)

possibly could get a deoxys? since of course the black swan would have access to a mythical pokemon smh. and it’s literally the dna pokemon and it’s a psychic type and it shoots lasers out of its chest AND it can learn teleport and psychic. and it’s red.

-> fitz

partner - meowstic (psychic) — male form. good friends with sophie’s espeon

gallade (psychic-fighting)

girafarig (normal-psychic)

slowbro (water-psychic)

-> keefe

partner - thievul (dark) — mischievous fox pokémon for his fox bff in unraveled :> though i think he would have already had this pokémon (he caught it as a nickit, and it evolved when he was with the neverseen) his parents don’t like this pokémon because of all the trouble it causes, and because of the fact that empaths usually work with fairy type pokémon more often

klefki (steel-fairy) — he calls his klefki “klef-keefe” because he thinks he’s hilarious. this pokemon is where most of the credit for all the break-ins into dame alina’s office should go to

granbull (fairy)

morgrem (dark-fairy) — has the prankster ability

-> biana

partner - oricorio (ghost-flying) — had since before she manifested, since her mom is a ghost type trainer and gave her the purple nectar needed to change its form

mimikyu (ghost-fairy) — shiny (because of course biana would have a shiny pokémon. i think she probably used to shiny hunt a lot when she had more free time as a kid)

gothitelle (psychic)

tsareena (grass) — shiny

would probably also have one of those special cosplay pikachus from or/as. she’d be a fan of the heart pattern on its tail & she’d love dressing it up in cute outfits <3

-> dex

partner - goodra (dragon) — given to him as a goomy by kesler when he started helping him out at slurps & burps

togedemaru (electric-steel)

klinklang (steel)

porygon2 (normal) — created as a porygon by dex himself (made during his time in alluveterre)

rotom (electric-ghost) — takes on lots of different forms depending on the situation; helps him hack machines

-> linh

partner - vaporeon (water) — quan and mai refused to give both twins an eevee, so tam let linh have the only one they were willing to give. went with her to exillium and helped her gain control of her ability

corsola (water-rock) — linh wasn’t able to catch this pokemon until much later, since she and tam didn’t have access to pokéballs until they met the black swan

lumineon (water)

probably gets a milotic later (or maybe a dragonair)

-> tam

partner - zoroark (dark) — tam was given a single empty pokéball by quan and mai after he let linh have the eevee. when he and linh left, he was able to catch a zorua in one of the forests in the neutral territories

umbreon (dark) — used to be umber’s partner, was given to him by gisela after umber died and he was forced to join the neverseen. since escaping, he’s refused to use this pokémon in battle or even take it out of its pokéball

-> marella

partner - flareon (fire) — an eevee she had before she manifested (obviously became a flareon). lied to the council and said that the flareon evolved by accidentally touching a fire stone (but she wasn’t permitted to take it out of its pokéball again until they approved her training)

charmeleon (fire) — gifted as a charmander by forkle when the council approved her training

vulpix (fire) — fintan has a ninetails so this is an interesting parallel

pansear (fire)

-> wylie

partner - raichu (electric) — kanto form

heliolisk (electric-normal)

ampharos (electric) — cyrah’s old pokémon (was a flaaffy when she died)

boltund (electric)

-> stina

partner - sylveon (fairy) — yeah, stina was another foxfire kid who had an eevee that evolved alongside her

bruxish (water-psychic)

rapidash (galarian form) (psychic-fairy) — a normal rapidash obviously, not winged

mudsdale (ground)

-> maruca

partner - cinccino (normal) — knows protect; maruca dyed a strand of this pokémon’s hair blue to match her own

azumarill (water-fairy) — knows protect

pelipper (water-flying) — knows protect

sunflora (grass) — knows protect

-> rayni

partner - liepard (dark) — shiny (this is her “sparkly cat” she’s always talking about)

morpeko (electric/dark)

heliolisk (electric-normal) — shiny (for some reason, flashers have an easier time finding shiny pokémon than people with other abilities do. something about the perception of light or whatever)

pawmot (electric-fighting)

whismur (normal) — bc it’s silly. & rayni reminds me of zinnia from or/as a bit (she keeps it unevolved tho bc loudred is so ugly….)

-> mr forkle

(both of them have the same pokémon)

partner - reuniclus (psychic)

ditto (normal)

beheeyem (psychic)

+ sir astin has a solrock (rock-psychic) and magnate leto has a starmie (water-psychic)

-> juline (squall)

partner - ninetails (alolan form) (ice-fairy)

glaceon (ice) — yes, juline was an eevee kid too

froslass (ice-ghost)

sawsbuck (normal-grass) — winter form

-> elwin

partner - linoone (normal) — bullhorn (has the strange death-sensing abilities that bullhorn has, as well)

solosis (psychic) — shining certain light through this pokémon has the same sort of effect that elwin’s special glasses do (though he still prefers to use the glasses for convenience. but this pokémon is always a good backup) also it’s the cell pokémon so

bellibolt (electric) — silly glowy frog guy. seems pretty elwin-esque to me (also could act as some sort of defibrillator if needed)

-> livvy

masquerain (bug-flying)

comfey (fairy) — its aroma has healing qualities, which is extremely helpful with livvy’s physician work

vivillon (bug-flying) — elegant form

(not sure what her partner pokémon should be though…)

-> jolie

partner - swanna (water-flying) — when sophie enters prentice’s broken mind, he takes the form of jolie’s pokémon instead of jolie herself. this pokémon also perished in the fire

-> oralie

partner - gardevoir (psychic-fairy)

blissey (normal)

hatterene (psychic-fairy)

alcremie (fairy) — ruby swirl + love sweet form

polteageist (ghost)

-> bronte

partner - persian (normal) — i chose this pokémon partly because the red gem on its forehead would match sophie’s espeon (which it sort of mentors now), and also it’s a pokémon that like. usually doesn’t like other people. so it’s fitting. also she was bffs with fintan’s victini (they were gfs. pokemon doomed yuri). also coincidentally has a curly tail which is so funny to me

hydreigon (dark-dragon)

marshadow (fighting-ghost) — mythical pokémon

also has an alolan persian (dark type) that he uses in official pokémon battles (bc i think the elite 4 = the four most powerful councillors. and he would definitely be a dark type trainer so. i think this persian would be like the cousin of the other one or something lmao)

will add kenric later bc i can’t think of anything for him rn… (other than the raichu)

-> alina

partner - meloetta (normal) — mythical pokémon. her having this rare & powerful pokémon (it was passed down through her family over generations) was one of the main reasons she was elected to the council

primarina (water-fairy) — “its singing voice is its chief weapon in battle” (pokédex entry)

milotic (water)

wigglytuff (normal-fairy) — used to be a jigglypuff that would lull people to sleep with its singing

-> alden

partner - slowking (water-psychic) — related to fitz’s slowbro

alakazam (psychic)

unown (psychic) haven’t thought of which specific form though… probably a v for vacker or something. helps him with deciphering ancient runes & stuff

-> della

partner - froslass (ice-ghost)

sneasel (hisuian form) (fighting-poison)

chandelure (ghost-fire) — caught after she joined the black swan because she’s already joining an illegal rebellion, why not have an illegal fire type pokémon as well? also i think it’s funny having a vacker have a chandelier pokémon.

sinistcha (grass-ghost)

jellicent (water-ghost) — female form

-> grady

(despite being a mesmer, he doesn’t enjoy using psychic types that much)

hypno (psychic) — he doesn’t like using it in battle often, but it helps him calm down rowdy animals in the pastures at havenfield

tyrantrum (rock-dragon) — verdi! she’s shiny, but for some reason appears more green than blue. a pokémon that doesn’t obey very often

raticate (alolan form) (dark-normal) — the verminion

(winged) gouging fire (fire-dragon) — the gorgodon; created by the neverseen. grady was the one to officially catch this pokémon, but it rarely listens to him so he almost never uses it in battle (plus it’s a fire type so it’s heavily monitored. he’s only allowed to have it because he’s the one attempting to rehabilitate it)

-> edaline

partner - meganium (grass) — flower dinosaur pokémon! which i think is fitting

kangaskhan (normal) — “parent pokémon”

aurorus (rock-ice) — raised from an amaura with the help of her sister (who is an expert in ice types)

leafeon (grass)

lilligant (hisuian form) (grass-fighting) — this is the pokémon that fights for her the most often

-> kesler

muk (alolan form) (poison-dark) — helps out at slurps & burps (‘helps’ in the loosest sense…)

ditto (normal) — uses elixirs to change its color often, so sometimes people will think it’s a shiny. don’t be fooled! it is not!!! kesler is just being silly

weezing (poison)

-> rex

partner - stufful (normal-fighting)

tangela (grass)

teddiursa (normal) — was caught around the same time as his siblings manifested, since he was jealous that they were catching new pokémon and he wasn’t

-> bex

partner - skitty (normal)

-> lex

vanillite (ice) — a fairly new pokemon, was caught (with help from his mom) after he manifested as a froster

-> fintan

partner - victini (psychic-fire) — mythical pokémon, played a part in the everblaze incident and the pyrokinesis ban. however, fintan refused to keep it in its pokéball after fire types were banned, since he thought it was unfair to punish a pokémon for something that was mostly his own fault. though victini was still severely traumatized by the death of its fellow fire-type pokémon friends

ninetails (fire) — shiny

delphox (fire-psychic)

centiskorch (fire-bug) — can gigantamax. also shiny. i think as a councillor he would have been very fond of shiny pokémon.

-> vespera

partner - diancie (rock-fairy) — mythical pokémon; transformed from a carbink (with the help of her scientific meddling)

hatterene (psychic-fairy) — way more aggressive than oralie’s (to show the difference in their empath abilities)

serperior (grass) — old partner, caught snivy as a starter pokémon when she was a kid (before she manifested)

dracovish (water-dragon) — shiny; mismatched fossil pokémon that was the result of an experiment

cursola (ghost)

all of these pokémon were confiscated when she was arrested, but she was able to get them back when lumenaria fell

-> gisela

partner - weavile (dark-ice)

froslass (ice-ghost) (i am not immune to giving pretty women this pokemon)

glimmora (rock-poison) — “glimmora's petals are made of crystallized poison energy” (pokédex entry); caught while she was collecting those special explosive crystals from elysian (was revealed to the main squad during their battle there)

-> brant

partner - typhlosion (fire) — given to him as a cyndaquil by fintan when he started training him; kept secret from the council until he was outed as a neverseen member. when brant and jolie got into their fight, he challenged her to a pokémon battle, and this was the pokémon that sparked the flames that killed her

turtonator (fire-dragon)

marowak (alolan form) (fire-ghost) — its ultra moon pokédex entry is “when it beats opponents with its bone, the cursed flames spread to them. no amount of water will stop those flames from burning.” which sounds very everblaze-y to me

-> alvar

partner - sableye (dark-ghost)

trevenant (ghost-grass)

runerigus (ground-ghost) — kept secret from his family until he was discovered to be a neverseen member

-> gethen

slowking (galarian form) (poison-psychic) — knows amnesia and confusion; helps wash memories

golduck (water)

aegislash (steel-ghost) — stole from lumenaria (the sword)

-> umber

partner - umbreon (dark) — this pokémon is what she decided to name herself after. was later given to tam by gisela after umber died

zoroark (hisuian form) (normal-ghost) — another parallel to tam

absol (dark)

[sleepingdeath-light]

relationship hcs ; james

requested by ; anonymous (21/05/23)

fandom(s) ; pokémon

fandom masterlist(s) ; here

character(s) ; james

outline ; “OH MY GOD IVE BEEN WAITING FOR SOMEONE WILLING TO WRITE FOR TEAM ROCKET IM SO EXCITED

ok ok so uh may I request general dating hcs for both jessie and james please ? (maybe someone who has a good living since both are homeless 🥹) THANK YOU !!”

warning(s) ; none, just fluff!

despite his work as a member of team rocket, james is an incredibly sweet and attentive partner — the type who has a keen memory for everything you love and who will do anything he can to boost your confidence and make you smile whenever you’re together (he’s your #1 cheerleader even if he isn’t the most confident in himself most of the time — but he’s working on improving that with your help)

he doesn’t talk about his family, or his past in general, all that often but he when he does he always has something positive to say about his grandparents (his parents and ex fiancée less so, he loves his parents but they aren’t on the best terms at the moment and jessiebelle is, well, jessiebelle and enough is said about that) — and when you finally met ‘nanny’ and ‘pop pop’, they absolutely adored you (both as your own person and because of how happy you make their sweet little grandson)

if you wear makeup then he’s more than happy to help you put it on or perfect a look — he has a keen eye and a steady hand that comes in handy if you struggle with symmetry — and on a similar note he’s also happy to let you put makeup on him or to do his makeup alongside yours (he’s far from opposed to dressing up, cross-dressing, or wearing costumes with you, after all)

james loves using terms of endearment with you, to the extent that you’ll rarely even hear him say your first name unless it’s a necessary formality (like a first introduction or for a dinner booking), and they range from cutesy to traditional depending on his mood — for example, when he’s feeling dejected and clingy after being scolded by giovanni then he’ll curl up on your lap and call you ‘hun’ and ‘sweetie’ as he vents his woes to you, but when he’s in a more flirty mood then he might dip you in his arms and call you ‘darling’ or ‘sweetheart’ (context matters more than anything here, but he has been known to use just about any pet name in any situation)

he’s a complete gentleman and will go the full nine yards to woo you even after you’ve been officially together for what feels like forever — partially down to his upbringing and the expectations pushed upon him by it, and partially because he’s just that sweet — which includes him doing things like: bending down and kissing the back of your hands/each of your knuckles, opening car doors for you and helping you step out, holding doors open for you in whatever building you’re in, buying you flowers whenever he can scrape together the funds to do so (he may have been born wealthy but nowadays, not so much), offering you his coat whenever you mention being cold, and other things along those lines

jessie has caught him staring at you, or staring into nothingness whilst clearly thinking about you, more times than she’d ever care to count and this eternal puppy-love state has caused the trio to mess up on missions because james is just too distracted to stick to the plan — it would be adorable in any other situation but it usually frustrates her to the point of anger because that mistake was so avoidable, why can’t you just be normal about them for ten minutes?

when it comes to sleeping, james isn’t too bothered about what position you drift off in as long as the two of you are cuddling — he can fall asleep wherever he is, and being in a proper bed for the first time in weeks helps, but he sleeps most peacefully when he can hear your breathing and can feel your weight and body heat right up against him when he’s with you

whenever his team fails a mission, or he’s scolded by someone, you’re the first person he gets in contact with — either finding a phone to call you or stumbling sadly through your door and collapsing in your arms and just… staying like that for a while as he briefly lets himself forget what had left him feeling so low (you’re his rock, really, and he’d do the same for you if you needed it, but for now all he needs is to hear your voice and know that you still love and accept him as he is — despite all of his mistakes and failures)

[itsbenedict]

Zero has an edgy pokémon coma theory, and I kind of love it.

Obviously this is contradicted by a bunch of things, and presumably isn't secret lore the devs decided to include. But in the spirit of demonstrating how easy it is to develop a plausible conspiracy theory with sufficiently hyperactive pattern-matching, here's some "evidence" we found:

Apart from Wishiwashi, which might be a separate phenomenon (where do the extras even come from when it does Schooling?), no pokémon which is actually multiple pokémon exceeds a squad of six members. Falinks tops out at six, and Exeggcute has six but one of their heads exploded.

Random trainers around the map tend to only have two or three pokémon in their team. Game balance reasons? No! Only career trainers like the Elite Four or breeders bond with the maximum safe number of pokémon at once!

Gary/Blue has seven distinct pokémon, but only swaps one out when it- judging by its disappearance in the fight in Lavender Tower- literally dies.

The protagonist of gen 1, Red, shows up in the next game... totally nonverbal, hanging out at the top of a mountain, unable to interact except to battle. He's lost his mind to bonding with too many pokémon! The price of power!

Things this theory explains:

Multi-pokemon like Magneton- what makes Magneton a single pokémon, and not two or four Magnemite? Magneton is the configuration of Magnemite that's capable of bonding with a trainer as a single pokémon.

This is the function of pokéballs- they're a prosthesis for the organ pokémon have but humans don't that allows them to form psychic mind-meld links with other pokémon. It's not mind-control or convenient loyalty- you're in each other's heads now. Escape from a pokéball is rejection of the psychic link.

The original four trade evolutions- Gengar, Alakazam, Machamp, Golem- all become more humanlike on evolving. This is a side effect of trading a psychic bond with one human for another one, giving them more humanity to sample.

Things this theory makes way more sinister:

The pokédex quest is way spookier under this paradigm. The box system- if you can't catch more than six, why do boxes exist? Actually, it's weird that they exist at all, isn't it? Boxing the majority of your pokémon is a weird neglectful thing that the games just kind of pretend doesn't happen- trainers rarely if ever acknowledge its existence.

What if most trainers don't HAVE boxes? What if that's something you have, because the evil professor gave you a special pokédex that can access a private computer system belonging to a confederate? For example "Bill's PC" or "Lanette's PC", as opposed to "[playername]'s PC"? You don't normally keep pokémon in indefinite stasis in a computer system- this weird app just exists to allow you to complete the pokédex without your brain exploding!

In Red/Blue/Yellow, Oak gives Blue a pokédex, sure, but he clearly makes no attempt to fill it out. And... really, why would he? He didn't give his grandson the special pokédex that cares about whether you've caught pokémon. He just gave him the normal one! The one that's already filled out! Because of course a filled pokédex already exists! It's yours that records new information only when you catch stuff.

The implied endgame here is... the professor wants to create a pokémon-catcher capable of melding with a legendary pokémon, to interrogate it about the secrets of life.

There are so many levels on which this doesn't even kinda work, but it's extremely fun to occasionally cut loose and take a swim in some cool refreshing Edge.

[a-natural-illusion]

Hello. My name is N.

There is a high probability that you know of me, whether that be from word of mouth, or because you were present for the reign of Team Plasma.

There are people who hurt Pokémon. But there are also people who love Pokémon, and who work with them as loyal partners. It is my hope that, one day, the Pokéball will be rendered obsolete. That humans and Pokémon will simply trust and help one another. But that world does not exist, yet. I hope that through this account I can show people the ideal future.

Not only that, but I hope that I will learn more of this world, as well. I have been living separately from Plasma for a few years now, but I'm still uneducated in the truths of our home.

Currently, I will be attending Blueberry Academy as both student and teacher. One of my dear friends recommended the idea, and I found it intriguing. I hope that my friends and I's presence won't be alarming.

If you have any questions, do not refrain from asking them.

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Yo yo yo it's Lane from @the-drayster (That's the main blog) again! BUT! This time the blog is actually relevant to his. Both him and N are in the same universe. They sent N to BBA for socialization. He's getting foster dog'd.

Disclaimer!

This is an N blog. There will be some themes of child abuse, animal abuse, ableism, and cults. I will tag anything that I think is worthy of it, but I may not always catch everything. You are ALWAYS welcome to ask me to tag something.

There isn't a lot of important information you need to know to understand this. But, what is good to keep in mind will be put under this.

N is currently around 21-22 years old. In my little universe, the indigo disk takes place about two years after the events of B2W2. N was twenty in those games. He was eighteen in the original Unova games.

His main group of (human) friends are Hilbert and Hilda, Cheren, Bianca, and Iris. They are all about two years younger than him. The youngest compared to him is Iris, who is currently nineteen.

N has come a long ways from what Plasma has taught him, but he stills dislikes pokeballs. He is willing to use them, but only because they do make life generally a lot easier. He does still avoid it when possible, though. If he were to hear a pokemon that was caught unwillingly, there is a very high likelihood of him trying to free it.

N's only consistent pokemon are Zekrom and a young Zorua. This is not the same Zorua that he grew up with! This little guy's name is Pepper. Otherwise, N will use whatever willing pokemon are in the area. He only uses Pepper on rare occasions, or where he's sure she won't get hurt.

You're free to try and get angst out of him. I reckon it wouldn't be too difficult.

Pelipper mail is ON!

Sapient/legendary pokemon are VERY on! Like. This is literally the talk to pokemon guy. Feel free to interact.

Magic anons are OFF! (If you really wanna try something, shoot me a message, and I'll be happy to discuss.)

No NSFW period. There's a certain level of middle school humor type stuff I'll allow, but don't get weird about it. Please.

AND AS ALWAYS PLEASE SEND ASKS AND WHATNOT!!!!!!!!!!!! INTERACT!!!!!!!!

[sharkboywrites]

Hi! Could I request an Iris with a teen little brother figure reader that's from hoen and has a kirlia as a partner? I really love your work and I hope you have a nice day/night :}

Iris With An Older Brother Figure

A/n: hiii I’m very excited about this request because I love Iris. I remember watching the black and white anime when I was younger and always thought she was cool so I’m happy I get to write for her

Male reader, platonic/familial relationship, reader is from the Hoen region and has a kirlia

Having Iris see you as an older brother is definitely an interesting experience to say the least

Iris is full of personality and energy, it’s rare that you’ll ever get a break with all the things she wants to do

You’ll most likely have some kind of adventure planned for the day

She either wants to battle, go hunting for Pokémon, or travel around Unova

She can and will complain to you about her job as a gym leader after a long day

As energetic as she is, she still does get a little tired doing the same thing all day

She asks so many questions about Hoen, you’ll be having a normal conversation and she’ll throw in something to do with where you’re from

Basically playing twenty questions at this point

She absolutely adores kirlia

The Pokémon’s style is right up her alley and she can’t stop gushing about how cute it is every time you bring it out

She sets up Pokémon playdates between kirlia and axew

They get along surprisingly well

They almost remind you of yourself and Iris with the way they act

Iris wants to battle all the time

If she wins then her confidence will be through the roof and she’ll tease you, but if she loses then you’ll have to comfort her for the next half hour

She also play fights all the time, fake punches, kicks, and slaps are now a daily thing

Most of your day will be spent with Iris hunting Pokémon after her battles at the gym

She just finds it so thrilling, even if she’s caught more than twenty pidgeys at this point

She also just generally enjoys being in the outdoors so I hope you do too

Afterwards you’d get something to eat at a nearby restaurant, although you’re usually the one paying

There she’ll recount all the battles she had that day to you

It’s a long and loud conversation, so you might want to get a caffeinated drink

She’s a very energetic girl, and you’ll probably need the same amount to keep up with her, but hearing her call you her “big brother” is worth it in the end

And another request done! I really had fun writing this, Iris is just such a fun character and she’s very important to me, Ty for reading and have a nice day :)

[luxios-chaotic-fucking-pokemon]

Hey there trainers! I’m Luxio! Yes, I know I’m named after the Pokémon, don’t even say it.

I was a big Pokémon trainer as a kid—although you can probably guess since I have an Eternatus on my team. I wouldn’t say I’m old now, I mean, I’m 22—but the whole “gotta catch ‘em all” thing has kinda slowed down for me.

Now I own a Pokémon Café! Maybe stop by sometime? And if you see a Pokémon you like there, you can adopt it! Aside from the Café, though, I do art as a sort of side-gig. What can I say, it’s fun!

Now, you might’ve noticed Spook doesn’t look like most gengar would. That’s because he’s an albino gengar! They’re very rare in the wild, but there’s always a chance you’ll find one! Albino gengar are notorious for their unique fur patterns, which are invisible on regular and shiny gengar. Spook is also a mini Pokémon! So he’s fun sized!

Oh, and don’t mind Creampuff, they’re a sweetheart! In fact, they wouldn’t hurt a Pidgey! They actually have the more timid personality, so they’re usually a lot more scared of you than you are of it. Creampuff definitely has separation anxiety as well, which I’ve been trying to work on.

(Under the cut is some OOC stuff)

Here’s Luxio’s and Spook’s reference sheets!

And also Luxio’s motorcycle

And I’ll give some information about the other Pokémon (that aren’t Creampuff and Spook): Momma was found mourning the loss of her deceased baby, which had apparently been killed by either a careless trainer or… well, not a nice person. Luxio soothed her and brought her home, introducing her to Nico.

Nico had previously been found in the café’s dumpster, trying to find anything edible. That’s when one of the employees caught him and brought him to Luxio, who took him in.

Momma, after being introduced to Nico, immediately decided to adopt him and take him as her own. Nico was, quite frankly, ecstatic to have an adopted mother. This improved both of their mental healths significantly.

Spaghetti-o’s was found in a dark cave, and Luxio promptly caught it. It’s very fond of alphabet soup and anything that’s shaped like its own kind. It’s very sensitive to light and usually prefers to stay within its Pokéball unless the environment is nice and dark, damp, and cool.

Grilled Cheese The Third (or Cheese, for short) has been with Luxio since she started out. Luxio had thought the name was funny when Cheese was just a little Houndour. Cheese, despite being older now, is still just as energetic as she was when she was a puppy. She also really likes instigating and bothering the less-social Pokémon. Cheese has also tried to eat a few Joltik, but that didn’t end well in her favor (she got zapped, lmfao).

Now, here’s some info about the owner of this account!

My main blog is @autistic-gay-men-kissing and my art blog is @gothys-art-n-stuff. I’m also on ArtFight 👀

I go by he/him, I’m genderfluid, pansexual, and polyamorous (basically the same as Luxio LMFAO). I’m also a Hellenic Pagan, so there’s a fun fact for you <3 hope you guys like this blog and my OC’s story!!

tagging @realpokemon

Also, EVERYTHING IS ON!! Yippee!!

and for those on ArtFight, here’s Luxio!! Spook is on there too

hey I also do comms

[nerdinsandals]

Since this year is such a special occasion, I thought it'd be fun to take a sneak peek into the ✨future✨!

I'm not 100% married to one specific future for Conway, but the idea of him becoming a professor is my favorite so far. After all, he's been shown to be very studious to the point he was already a walking Pokédex as a kid!

So this version of him caught Professor Rowan's attention during one of his school camps (I like to think they went more than once!) and decided to recruit him as his protégé so that he can succeed him when he retires.

[This post turned out longer than expected so I put the rest after the cut!]

While Rowan has taken a back seat at this point, he's still very much not retired and watches Conway like a hawk to make sure he'll be okay when he's on his own. But due to Rowan's resting grump face, Conway often finds him difficult to read and sometimes believes Rowan is dissatisfied with his work, even though he's not! He just looks that way, but he's really proud of him. ♥

So what would Professor Conway specialize in, you ask? Well, since one of his more remarkable characteristics is the fact that he introduced moves that had never been seen in the anime before him (and sometimes even after him), that's definitely something that interests him. In the anime, the process of discovering and learning rare moves spontaneously (when Pokémon "level up") has never been explained iirc. So I thought it'd be interesting to make rare moves and the learning process of these moves his area of expertise, and let his research lead to the eventual creation of TMs as training assistance tools in the anime universe! Plus, in this version he's still an active trainer even if he's more focused on academics, so his research actually comes in handy in battles too.

As for the design itself, I wanted to give him a sleeveless lab coat to mirror his canon self's jacket, but tbh I didn't like how it looked in white, so I made it green instead, aaaand that accidentally made the outfit look just like an evolved version of his canon one, which I guess makes sense? Adults are basically evolved versions of kids after all.

And what's the evolved version of sandals with jeans? Why, Crocs with jeans, of course! 😌

He doesn't care too much about his appearance, so he'll only get a haircut when he feels it's absolutely necessary or when it physically bothers him, so his hair can fluctuate between short and long (or in-between, as shown here! I drew the grown out look just for fun but I actually really like it haha).

Anyway, this post turned out longer than I expected. I just love Professor Conway, okay? 🥺💚

[ariadosanon]

[TW: POKÉMON DEATH, POKÉMON ABUSE, VIOLENCE. HEED THE TWS]

[A video is attached. Rotom looks nervous again. Its eyes dart from side to side as, once again, something has deeply bothered the mischievous Pokémon. Despite its visible anxiety, the video keeps rolling. Judging by the date in the corner, this was taken right after the Verdanturf Bug Expo.]

It was the dead of night, Nictoria was on her way home from the Verdanturf Bug Expo. She smiled down at her phone as she messaged whomever she was talking to. As Victoria stashed it in her right pocket, a large Joltik crawled from her shirt sleeve. She was about the size of Nic’s open hand. It chittered curiously up at its trainer, who she let gently take hold of her with both hands like a hamburger.

“You liked showing off there, didn’t you, little fatso.” Nictoria teased the bug. The Pokémon wiggled its legs, happily chirping in confirmation. In a rare display of affection, Nictoria gently nuzzled the fuzzy creature with a playful grin on her face. “I bet you’re dying to get home and have a snack, huh?”

“Tik-tik?” The Pokémon reached out for her trainer’s left pocket and wiggled her little blue feelers.

“Ah— no, you can’t have my taser tonight.” Nic replied. She self consciously checked her pocket to make sure the device was still there.

The mention of a taser was new. The last incident where Nictoria was attacked must have had a more profound impact on her than she let on. She gripped the taser in her pocket tightly as she stared ahead into the darkness without a word.

Her Joltik blinked slowly and turned to where her trainer was looking, then back to her trainer.

“Tik-Tik-tik…?”

Nictoria shook her head and lightly slapped her cheek, which brought herself back into reality.

“Sorry. Having a moment.” She murmured to her Pokémon. The white haired woman pulled out a custom Pokéball, yellow decorated with blue spots. She pointed it at the Joltik with her free hand. “Joltik, return.”

The yellow bug did so happily. She accepted the red light that sucked it back into its capsule home. Nic pocketed the ball and continued her walk. The former poacher put her hands on her pockets and let out a soft sigh as she approached Rusturf Tunnel. A strange humming sound could be heard from deeper in the cave. Rotom shivered and shook his head anxiously. Some kind of electrical interference perhaps? Nictoria didn’t seem to notice at all. She kept her stride even as she entered the tunnel and looked around.

A shrill sound suddenly cut through the air and startled the white haired woman. Nic knew that sound. It was an explosive! She immediately charged away from the noise, her eyes wild with horror.

An explosion went off behind Nictoria, sending rockfall hurtling down the sides of the cave and blocking her exit. She dove away from boulders and stones to save her life, lucky to only land on her ass. As she scooted away from the debris, her feet kicked desperately to ensure she wasn’t caught in the rockslide.

“What the fuck!?” She shouted, clearly not aware that loud noise wasn’t the best thing to do after an immediate rock slide, artificial or not.

The sound of footsteps slowly approached Nictoria from behind. She stood up, turning to face the direction of her unseen assailant. “I have my Pokémon on me and they’re not friendly!” She shouted, ready to use the Pokéballs on her belt. “Go on and mug somebody else before you regret this!”

A Rocket grunt stepped out from behind the rocky outcropping in front of Nic. She had short, pink hair, completely buzzed on one side. Her eyes were a deep, emerald green. A long Gyarados tattoo was just barely visible on her neck, mostly covered by her uniform.

On the left side of her belt, instead of the traditional three Pokéballs, a coin counter-like apparatus held three in each chamber. The total came closer to 15. By any legal battle standards, that would never fly. On the right side, a radio transceiver of some kind was humming away. A red light was blinking on it, implying that whatever it did— it was currently doing it.

Nictoria’s expression fell. She seemed to immediately recognize this grunt. “Akane…?”

“Hey, Vic.” The grunt replied calmly and took two steps forward towards Nictoria. Her expression was flat, no emotion in her voice to speak of.

Nictoria swallowed hard and her scraggly brow furrowed. “The Kimono girls didn’t take you back.” She stated obviously.

“We both know that was a pipe dream, girlie.” She sighed and adjusted her gloves as she spoke. “I don’t have a brother with fingers in every government pie like you do. My family just wants my money.”

They both halfheartedly laughed at that, but neither woman seemed to drop their guard.

Nictoria once again reached for a Pokéball, but Akane shook her head. She tsked and gestured to the radio box at her side. “I already locked your Pokéballs the second you walked in the cave.”

“Of fucking course you did.” Nictoria grunted. “Nevermind the fact I helped you make that damn thing.”

Akane glared at Nic and shook her head. “Are you serious? You can’t actually be surprised that I’m here.” She reached to her side and quickly ejected three Pokéballs into her hand.

“You know that I’ve been up for promotion for ages. Arianna personally came to me for this job, Vic.” She said seriously. “She said if I bring you back to her, I’m finally leaving for the Alola branch. I can change my name.”

The two women stared at each other silently, both shared the same glare. Dust and silence hung in the cave air.

“It’s you or me, Victoria, and I gotta choose me.” Akane announced.

“You have no Pokémon to fight. Let me cuff you, and I’ll have Espeon teleport us out of here. I’ll make sure somebody covers your tracks. You can just vanish, I promise no harm to anybody in your circle.” Akane offered.

“I’m honored that you’d do all that for little old me!” Nic replied sarcastically with a hand to her heart. “Fat chance,” She spat. “And besides, who says I have no Pokémon to fight with?” The white haired woman turned her attention to a nearby misshapen mudbank and stared at it intensely.

The Rocket raised an eyebrow in question at Nic. “Your Pokéballs are locked. You have no Pokémon to fight for you. Unless you’re going to try and break them open by hand again.” Akane replied sarcastically.

“Overconfidence doesn’t suit you, Akane.” Victoria’s mask melted from her face, a sickening grin spread across her jet black lips.

Akane’s eyes widened, she recognized that sadistic look. “What’re you talking about?” She asked urgently. Her eyes searched the cave for some sort of hidden ambush.

“There are a few things I never told you about being a Chosen,” She admitted to her old friend. “I told you about everything that was absolute shite— sure. The nightmares, the pain, all that, but there’s a few bonuses.” She explained.

The ground rumbled as the formerly calm mud face beside them began to seep with dark black ooze.

“… You’re kidding…!” Akane hissed and readied all three of her Pokéballs.

“Oh, I’m deathly serious.” Victoria spread her arms out and cackled. “ALL Shadow Pokémon have to listen to me, Akane, and ever since the Shadow Sky?”

The huge wave of corrosive shadow slime burst from the mud wall, the ooze swam with bones and half dissolved Pokémon parts. It twisted and molded itself into the shape of what could almost be called a Muk. The sludgy Pokémon was at least six feet tall with an overabundance of groaning mouths and beady red eyes. It contorted and twisted inorganically, so all of its eyes could take in Akane.

“They’re EVERYWHERE~”

“Oooobluuuucccckk…?” All three of the Natural Shadows’ mouths spoke in a deep, baritone.

Akane swallowed hard and took three more steps back from the unidentified Pokémon. She tossed her three Pokéballs into the air, three identical Raticate appearing before her.

“RA-DICAAATE!” The three Pokémon snarled and gnashed their huge fangs in the air, snapping at the Shadowy Muk with vigor.

“That thing’s huge…” Akane murmured. She whipped out an old Pokédex and scanned it. No exact results came to her device. A small paperclip mascot hopped to vision in the corner, suggesting it may be Muk, but to ask a professional.

“He is,” Vic marveled at the Pokémon in front of her as its many jaws idly opened and closed. Toxic, noxious fumes filled the air around it. “I’ve never seen one before either… he’s fuckin’ gorgeous, isn’t he?” Victoria said in awe.

“You’ve always had a weird opinion of what’s ’gorgeous.’” Akane murmured. “Raticates! Hyper Fang that thing!” She pointed to the horrific mass in front of them.

The three Pokémon attacked without question and lunged at the Oobluck.

The Shadow Pokémon swiftly curled in on itself, a thin layer of dark energy shielded his now compressed body. The three rodents bounced off the Protect and skittered back on the hard rock floor. They regrouped with their trainer, hissing and snapping in the direction of Victoria still.

“Nicely done, Muk!” Vic praised the creature and smugly grinned at her opponent. It regathered its body as its heads smiled with all mouths at its temporary trainer. Victoria crossed her arms, the same smug look on her face.

“Pretty cheap to force a three on one,” She said. “Why not a five on one? Maybe you could actually win!”

The Rocket Grunt chuckled. “Beginning to think I understocked my team,” She admitted. “I should have known you’d have something crazy up your sleeve, as usual.”

Akane’s expression became serious. She pointed at Oobluck and ordered her Pokémon, “Hyper Fang, again!”

The Raticate screamed as they viciously hopped forward, their fangs glowed with latent energy.

Victoria reacted instantly. “Split Gunk Shot three ways!” She ordered and held up three fingers to the sentient sludge pile.

“Bluhhhhhh…” The Pokémon’s three heads bobbed up and down. It followed the movements of the Raticate as it aimed.

“HAH! You’re an idiot! There’s no way a high velocity move like Gunk Shot hits three times in different directions!” Akane boasted.

“FIRE already!” Vic snapped.

Oobluck violently spewed three streams of poisonous slime forward as the sheer force pushed its body back.

The two Raticate on the right and left side of the charge entered evasive maneuvers in a desperate bid to dodge. They managed to scuttle away in time by clawing their way up the muddy cave wall to safety. The middle Raticate didn’t stop, however. Instead, he continued to mindlessly charge and ended up colliding with the concentrated power of all three blasts.

An ear piercing screech exploded from the Raticate. It echoed off the cave walls and into Rotom’s speaker.

The Pokémon was blasted backwards. It only barely missed Akane as it hit the upper cave wall with a wet ‘crack.’ Fur and blood spilled from its body like dirty confetti. Raticate’s dead body slumped to the floor, its insides exposed. Blood and gunk seeped from its open maw and torn tissue minged with shards of freshly shattered bones.

Akane shielded herself from the debris with both arms, helpless to stop Raticate’s demise. Victoria roared with laughter and began to smack the side of her head repeatedly in a violent stim.

“One out of the way, anyhow!” She commented as her eyes darted to the other two Pokémon up the wall.

“Fuckin’ dime a dozen— these things…” she muttered, shaking her left hand out as if it were wet. Vic grinned at her opponent, her laughing fit over.

Her lavender eyes tracked the surviving Raticate as they continued their charge along the wall towards Oobluck.

“Left!” She shouted suddenly. The sludge Pokémon obeyed and launched its entire body to the left. It collided directly with the left Raticate, where it groaned and took hold of it with one arm.

The Raticate angrily screeched and bit down into the slime with its Hyper Fang. Oobluck hissed out in pain, but didn’t let up. It dragged the Raticate into its body where it slowly suffocated the poor Pokémon. Raticate struggled helplessly. It clawed at the gunk as it sank like a rat in a grain silo. Raticate was pulled almost completely under, its tail the only visible evidence left of its life.

The last Raticate launched itself off of the wall and snapped at the air as it sailed forward. Oobluck ducked its heads, only narrowly able to dodge the attack. Raticate hopped off the wall and landed back in front of its trainer.

“Ti-cay?…” The Pokémon looked over its shoulder at Akane as his whiskers twitched in worry. Seems he had come to the realization that he was now the only Pokémon left on that side of the field.

Akane cursed under her breath and quickly ejected two more Pokéballs from the coin counter on her side.

She tossed the Pokéballs in the air. They released two Growlithe, who both immediately set up a Howl, calling in unison.

“Come on, *matching Growlithe?* Where’d you get those? Rob a breeder?”

Akane grinned, a sinister glint in her eye. “Kennel club!” She replied, “They’ll just leave any old thing laying around the yard over there when they think you can’t unlock the gate.”

“And here I thought you liked dogs.” Victoria cackled, “I’m gonna tear those feckin’ things to shreds.”

The video stream suddenly warbled. Something was wrong with the recording. Rotom’s eyes had turned to X’s, the Pokémon seemingly unable to keep recording under the interference of Akane’s signal jamming device.

Solid, black and white static sat on the screen. The silence was deafening. Was Rotom alright?...

After another horrific fifteen minutes, the video feed began to restore itself. Slowly, the outlines of the two women became visible again. Rotom was clearly focusing hard, digital sweat drops beading down his face.

Victoria was chest down on the ground, and Akane had dug her knee into her back. Upon quick observation, the pink haired woman had only two Pokéballs left in her possession. They had been battling this whole time, and it seemed that quantity had finally won over Victoria’s quality.

An Espeon stood guard, the move Aura Sphere ready and charged at the gem on its forehead.

Akane had her handcuffs out. She was clearly trying to cuff Vic while she was down.

Victoria herself was now slightly singed and had visible Pokémon bite marks up her arms. It looked like when Oobleck couldn’t keep fighting, she had stepped in herself.

The Rocket grunt let out an incoherent scream of frustration as she forced Vic down again.

“You aren’t meant to BE here, Victoria!” She shouted, her jaw clenched. “You know where you belong! Let me CUFF you!”

Vic’s eyes were wild as she struggled like an animal under the pressure of the other woman. She screamed in defiance and rocked back and forth in attempts to throw the Rocket off of her.

“I’LL FUCKING KILL YOUR ESPEON! I’LL FUCKING MAKE YOU REGRET EVER BEING BORN! BACKSTABBING BITCH!” She bellowed. Her unbridled rage echoed throughout the cave. “TEAR THOSE PRECIOUS LITTLE EYES OUT ITS STUPID HEAD AND MAKE YOU FECKIN’ EAT THEM!”

A brief look of worry crossed Akane’s face. She knew Victoria, and she damn well knew that she wasn’t bluffing. Espeon’s ears flattened anxiously. She looked at her trainer. It looked like she was requesting permission to fire the Aura Sphere.

She mewled to get Akane’s attention, “Espe?”

“What?”

Akane looked away for only a second, but that was long enough to lose her footing. Victoria reached into her left pocket and yanked out her taser. She flipped over and jammed the taser into the Pokéball locking device and fired it off. Akane screamed in pain as the device short circuited on her hip. The electricity singed her uniform badly and sent scores of volts through her.

Espeon immediately attacked, and Victoria was blasted with the Aura Sphere. She cried out in pain, but didn’t stop her charge. She pushed herself up off the ground, the force of the blowback from Aura Sphere to assist her only seemed to assist her. She lunged for Espeon and slammed the steel toe of her boot directly into its collarbone. The Pokémon yelped in agony and flew into the stone cave wall.

“ESPEON!” Akane screamed and reached out to her Pokémon from her spot on the cave floor. Victoria turned her attention back to the Rocket grunt, her eyes full of hatred.

Akane immediately pushed herself back up and bounced backwards as if she could run.

“N-no, no Vic, you know I just wanted— You know I—!“

Victoria punched Akane and sent the other woman back down to the ground. She spat on her before kneeling down and wrenching the handcuffs from her grasp. Victoria angrily cuffed her former friend as her eye twitched.

“Don’t— Oh fuck— By Mew’s tail please don’t—“

Victoria stood up and the glare on her face darkened as she stomped over to the incapacitated Espeon.

“VICTORIA PLEASE!” Akane screeched and scooted across the ground towards her Pokémon. Victoria grabbed the purple cat and dangled it by its tail above Akane. The Espeon groaned in pain, unable to act with a broken collarbone.

Akane began to cry, only able to watch as her partner Pokémon swung above her like a pendulum, fresh blood pattering to the floor.

“Please don’t— please not her.” She sobbed and pressed her head to the floor.

In a rare moment of mercy, Victoria dropped the Espeon. She stared down at Akane with nothing but malice in her expression.

“Turn yourself in.” She snarled.

Akane nodded vigorously in agreement and scooted over to her Espeon best she could. The Rocket grunt shielded her body with her own.

“I still need something.” The white haired woman murmured and smacked her hand against her head idly.

Vic’s scowl began to twist into a grin. Her fingers twitched in anticipation. She knelt down again and dug into Akane’s coin counter. She pulled out the other two Pokéballs.

“Which one of these is Crobat?”

[The video ends here.]

[pokemon-studies09]

About Me

Hello and welcome to my blog! My name is Nicole. I’m twenty-three years old and am a Pokémon Trainer from Unova! Right now I have twelve Pokémon total. They are as follows:

- Apollo (Espeon, male): My partner and very first Pokémon. I found him wandering around lost when he was an Eevee. He was smaller than average, and I suspect he was abandoned by his family for being the runt. He’s a loyal companion and is rarely seen inside his Pokéball.

- Frostbite (Weavile, male): I caught him in the wild as a Sneasel. Looking back now, he was probably too much for an inexperienced Trainer’s second Pokémon. He was difficult to handle. He was a confident and proud Pokémon and therefore stubborn. He didn’t listen to commands and initially wanted nothing to do with me. However, he ended up being a loyal Pokémon. He can be aloof at times and also a little stand-offish towards strangers, but he’s just as loyal as the other Pokémon on my team.

- Spark (Kantonian Raichu, male): I caught him in the wild as a Pikachu. Despite not being native to Unova, Pikachu have been showing up in recent years due to mass breeding and people releasing them or the Pokémon getting loose. They’re an invasive species here, and it’s encouraged that people catch them to help decrease their population in the wild. I was lucky enough to find one. Spark is friendly and playful, but he gets distracted easily.

- Hunter (Herdier, male): I caught him in the wild as a Lilipup. He never showed any interest in evolving into a Stoutland and wears a collar engraved with small Everstones. He’s great with people, children, and Pokémon alike, but he’s also very protective of me and the rest of my team. He’s not much of a fighter and instead is more of a companion Pokémon.

- Ares (Unfezant, male): At the time I was still building my team and looking for a new Pokémon to catch. Pidove can be found pretty much everywhere in Unova, so I decided to catch one to expand on my team. Ares is the norm for his species. He’s incredibly loyal, but he doesn’t take well to strangers.

- Jet (Floatzel, male): I found him injured along a riverbed when he was a Buizel. I never found out what happened to him or how he got there. He usually gets along with my team just fine, but overall he prefers to keep to himself and mostly stays away from people or Pokémon he doesn’t know. He also has a bit of a temper.

- Pyro (Charizard, male): I bought him from a reputable breeder here in Unova. Other than his “rebellious teenager” phase as a Charmeleon, Pyro has a mellow personality and an overall excellent temperament.

- Malachite (Shiny Serperior, male): I adopted him from a rescue. He was one of the many Pokémon seized from an illegal breeding mill as a Snivy. He was extremely malnourished at the time. The Pokémon rescued hadn’t been given nearly enough food, water, or sunlight for any species, let alone Grass-types. When the Pokémon were finally stable and healthy enough, they were made available for adoption.

- Napoleon (Samurott, male): I caught him as an Oshawott while I was on vacation in Undella Bay. He’s not as serious or standoffish as you’d expect a Samurott to be. Instead he’s pretty happy-go-lucky and even playful at times. He loves to battle and while he does take it seriously, he also lets himself enjoy it. For him it’s more of a fun sparring match rather than a serious competition. I got him shortly after adopting Malachite.

- Storm (Jolteon, male): I found him as a stray in Castelia City, already fully evolved. He’s a friendly and easy-going Pokémon. He especially gets along with younger Pokémon and is very gentle with them.

- Athena (Hydreigon, female): I adopted her at a rescue when she was still a Deino. She had been seized from an abusive Trainer who wanted nothing to do with her in the first place. The Trainer even went as far as to encourage her other Pokémon (all Fairy-types) to attack Athena. Despite her rough start and Hydreigon’s fierce reputation, Athena is a surprisingly mild-mannered Pokémon. She’s very docile for her species and can be a little shy around strangers. She constantly seeks out attention from me. I believe it is a form of reassurance for her.

- Carnage (Axew/Deino cross, male): I adopted him from @pokemonranch. He’s still young and it will be some time before he evolves. He’s feisty and territorial with other males, though he seems to get along with female Pokémon just fine. He has taken an interest in battling and I plan on using him on my battling team once we work through some of his behavioral issues.

((OOC under the cut))

This blog tries to look at the Pokémon world from a more realistic perspective. As far as logic goes and how the world works, I take inspiration from both the games and the show, while also mixing in a good amount of realism and my own headcanons. As far as what events are canon, I base it off of the games. It’s worth noting that Pokémon aren’t perfectly 1 to 1 with real life animals in my canon. The average Pokémon is more intelligent than their animal equivalent, however they still have instincts and often display animal-like behavior. They can’t speak like humans do or understand perfect English like they can in the show. In my canon the anime is just a cartoon in the Pokémon world.

I’m perfectly fine with discussing more serious topics on this blog. I try to take a more grounded approach. Dark or otherwise mature topics are completely fine with me.

Real world continents and countries and Pokémon regions exist in my canon. Regions make up the portion of the country they’re meant to represent. So for example, Japan is made up of Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, and Sinnoh. The northeastern part of the US is made up of the Unova region. France is made up of the Kalos region, etc. It’s more common for people to refer to the specific regions when talking about different parts of the world.

Real life animals do not exist in my canon. They are completely replaced with Pokémon. I imagine that animals used to exist thousands of years ago, but were wiped out due to the existence of Pokémon.

If you have any questions about what is or isn’t canon, don’t hesitate to send in an ask!

[blueisquitetired]

Employees of the Celestic Railway Network

(A faeU piece!)

Wondering why there hasn’t been much art on my account lately? It’s because of this! I was working on it for five months straight!!!!!

But it’s done now! Woo!

If you like this picture please please reblog it. I don’t normally ask, but this took me hundreds of hours so I would appreciate the support.

Anyway, character info and world building under the cut-

Warden Gaeric, Warden of the Icicle Line

Species: Human 

Of all of the creatures in the grand realm of Hisui, humans are debatably the strangest of all. Beings that are not pokémon nor fae, but something else entirely. Humans have almost no natural magic, yet are able to live and thrive anyway thanks to their natural adaptability. Their bodies naturally absorb and convert the energies of local pokémon, fae, and environments in order to better match them, and they learn things at a rate not seen in any other creature. Despite their lack of magic, they are able to grow and thrive in almost any environment, and many have made Hisui their home.

While Warden Gaeric might boast larger than life strength and power, he’s still as human as they come, not even bothering to practice simple spell casting. He doesn’t need magic to do what he does, and he takes a certain amount of pride in that fact. Hard work has gotten him this far, and he doesn’t see it letting him down anytime soon. 

(Although there is a running theory that he is blessed with the human oddity dubbed “Main Character Syndrome” or “Plot Armor”. Such claims cannot be proven though, as it isn’t a widely understood phenomenon, so it remains as just a theory)

Warden Melli, Warden of the Zap Line

Species: Human

Warden Melli immigrated to Hisui as a young adult, and has since never gone back, seeing no reason to return to the mortal coil. His skill with a needle and thread impressed Subway Boss Adaman so much that he was originally hired to mend and charm uniforms- but was quickly promoted to warden when Lord Electrode was taken by his dramatics. Nowadays, his embroidery skill is mostly used for protection spells and charm making, something he is extremely proficient at. Unfortunately, despite being a master spell caster in his own right, the temperamental nature of the medium causes him to disvalue his own skill, viewing it as “not real magic.”

Despite that though, he still is responsible for most of the charms sewn into the uniforms of his fellow human wardens.

Warden Palina, Warden of the Flame Line

Species: Selkie

Selkies are a subspecies of the poké pelt line of fae, a fae type that is mostly known for its ability to switch between the form of a humanoid and a pokémon- but only if they have access to their magic hide. A poké pelt whose skin has been stolen will find themselves unable to transform and unable to do most magic. This has caused most of their myths and legends to revolve around a malicious third party stealing their pelt and hiding it away somewhere.

The Selkie sub species in particular are known to transform into certain water types- specifically pokémon such as dewgong and spheal.

Palina is one of the more senior wardens, despite being a relatively short lived race. (Only living for around 100-200 years- similar to a human) Her long wardenship is due to the fact that she has served two separate lords. A rare thing indeed, as most new nobles will choose a new warden upon their ascension.

Of course, she isn’t one to brag about such a thing, and is much more likely to sing praises for her lover and husband- Warden Iscan. Famously, the two met when she got caught in Warden’s Iscan’s net- back when he was living in Galar and had never had any real encounter with the fae. Still, despite that, the two hit it off, falling in love and marrying. The couple are known for being annoyingly lovey dovey, Palina going so far as to let Iscan carry her pelt for her while at work as a sign of trust and love.

Warden Iscan, Warden of the Splash Line

Species: Human

Warden Iscan may have spent his entire life in Galar if not for his meeting with his future wife- an event that changed his life forever. Formally a fisherman from Hulbury, Iscan’s secret love for trains and general disinterest in fishing in general made moving to Hisui with his new love an easy choice to make. A choice made even easier when Lord Bascilegion chose him as his warden.

He builds and collects model trains in his free time, storing most of them in the unused Splash Apartment.

Warden Sabi, Warden of the Sky Line

Species: Delphi*

The Delphi are an extremely long-lived race (living for several millennia, and likely unable to die of old age) with the ability to see into the future. Not much is known about the delphi as they tend to keep to themselves- but considering their strong magic and fantastic abilities, that’s probably for the best.

For all intents and purposes, Warden Sabi is basically a baby. Barely 100 years old, with an expectant life span in the thousands, it’s a miracle her family let her leave their house- much less hold a job. Yet hold a job she does, even if her actual job description is nebulous at best. She enjoys getting up to mischief and practicing her fledgling future sight powers- mostly in the form of little “prophecy of the week” cards that she hands out. 

Still, she shouldn’t be underestimated, and her advice should be heeded. The future might not be set in stone, but she can see the changes in the tide of time far clearer than anyone else.

*(While most of the species of fae seen in FaeU are modified versions of actual myths and legends, Delphi are an original creation. Many fae have the nebulous ability of “seeing the future” but I couldn’t find any specific species that fit what I was looking for. Thus, the Delphi were created.)

(The name is in reference to the Oracle of Delphi from Greek mythology)

Warden Mai, Warden of the Mind Line

Species: Satyr

Satyr are a species of humanoid fae adorned with horns and hooves- known for their culture of singing, drinking, mischief, and general merriment. This has given them a reputation of being cheats, thieves, and layabouts, something that causes many to inherently distrust them.

They are also closely linked with nature and song, and can be powerful spell casters with enough practice- but their inherent abilities leave much to be desired.

Warden Mai used to be quite the rebel when she was younger. Sick of the expectations and pressures of her peers and parents, Mai ran away from home as a teenager. Unfortunately, her rash temperament and attitude made it hard for her to hold a job for longer than a year at a time. Thankfully, with the support and guidance of the former Lord Wyrdeer she ended up finding herself and mellowing out quite a bit, now being a well adjusted adult.

She plays guitar in a band and does some spell casting recreationally- but refuses to play the flute or seriously learn magic. Apparently, her mother’s intense pan flute lessons were one of the factors that originally drove her to running away. Because of this, she plays her Celestic flute like a train whistle and gleefully cackles any time she startles someone with it.

Warden Arezu, Warden of the Meadow Line

Species: Pixie

When most humans think of fae, their minds usually fall to pixies- a common race of small winged faerie. Their curiosity and mischief often leads them to wander into the mortal coil for brief periods of time, leading to millions of sightings and thousands of myths and legends. 

Coming in at on average six inches tall, pixies aren’t a very powerful race naturally, and tend to stay in groups. If you see a pixie on their own, there's a good chance a group of them is hiding nearby, often egging the singular pixie on.

Some powerful, practiced pixies may leave their communities to live among other fae- but these pixies tend to learn growth magic early on in order to increase their size. Increasing in size is often uncomfortable and makes it harder to fly, but being taken more seriously by others, and more easily interacting with the world around them is a trade off many pixies find favorable.

While the Celestic railways can be ridden by fae and humans of any sort, its passengers by in large consist mostly of city fae- a type of fae that has grown accustomed to iron and smog, making their homes in large communities and towns in a similar vein as humans. Which is what makes it all the more impressive that Warden Arezu is not a city fae.

Most of Warden Arezu’s life was spent in a small pixie community deep in a hidden woodland. She was curious and social, and eventually her limited social circle and never changing circumstances drove her to explore the world as a whole, eventually leading her to the Celestic Rail Network. While she isn’t a train fan by any stretch of the imagination, she still thoroughly enjoys how the rails bring in fae from all corners of Hisui, each with stories to tell and fashion to share.

Eventually, she dreams of opening a hair salon, but for now, wardenship suits her just fine.

Warden Calaba, Warden of the Earth Line

Species: Human

Warden Calaba is old- older than any human has any right to be. How old remains a mystery, one that most doubt she will ever indulge. But with that age comes knowledge, years of healing and potion brewing knowledge that far outstrips what anyone would expect of a human like her. 

Still, she is long overdue to retire, and Subway Boss Irida and Adaman have been gently trying to encourage her too for years now. She refuses though, stating that she will man her post until she is able to impart her knowledge onto another being, or when Sinnoh tears her soul from her body. Considering she has scared off every apprentice she has ever taken, most are betting that it will be the latter.

Warden Lian, Warden of the Insect Line

Species: Human

Lian has lived on the Celestic Rails most of his life. No one was surprised when the current Lord Klevor chose him as his warden, as he has been the station darling since he was a toddler. Still, he takes his work seriously, doing his best to fulfill his duties and be the best warden anyone could ask for.

In his free time, Warden Lian enjoys collecting and perusing rocks- especially ones of the magical variety. He dreams of one day using them to become a spell caster, but his young age and lack of mentor has made the adults around him implore him to wait a few years. For now, he researches, collects, and dreams.

Subway Boss Adaman, Conductor of Time

Species: High Fae (Formally a dryad)

High Fae are less so fae and more so demigods, fae who’s power far surpasses any natural being. There are very few high fae in existence, and each one is fundamentally unique. Some high fae are born that way, but many are elevated from their lowly status by major legendaries or other such beings.

Dryads are a common nature fae, most well known for their unique connection to foliage. Each dryad is born from a certain plant, (usually trees) and will live for as long as that plant does. If the plant withers and dies, so will they, leaving them as extremely fragile beings. Dryads will often conceal the location of their linked plant for safety reasons.

Subway Boss Adaman was born as an unremarkable fir dryad a very, very, long time ago- when Hisui was untamed and dangerous, without a respite to be seen. He spent most of his early years living a fairly uneventful life, (as uneventful as life could be back then) save for his regular interactions with a local frost sprite, one which quickly grew into a fierce rivalry. Said rivalry slowly transformed from begrudging respect to close friends- overtime becoming an extraordinarily deep bond.

Of course, the two's lives changed forever when, on a stint to the mortal realm, they came across a train station. Adaman was blown away by its consistent and accurate timing and wished to bring that stability to Hisui. He eventually ended up pitching the idea to Dialga- who absolutely adored the plan and granted Adaman the powers of a high fae. (Specifically, power over time)

Nowadays, Adaman runs half of the Celestic Rail Network with his partner Irida, keeping the time in the railway stable and making sure the trains run according to schedule. (There are many rumors of what became of his original fir tree, as his relationship on it is no doubt different than it was from before he became high fae. Subway Boss Adaman has never commented on it though, so rumors will continue to speculate) 

Subway Boss Irida, Conductor of Space

Species: High Fae (Formally a frost sprite)

Nature sprites, not to be confused with pixies, are common fae found often in strong natural settings. It’s said when an aspect of nature’s magic coalesces en mass, it forms a sprite of that aspect. These are, in some ways, the most common type of fae, as the sprite genus covers millions of subspecies. They come in all forms and fashions, but by and large are relatively weak, only having mild magic relating to the aspect of nature that they are composed of.

Frost sprites are, unsurprisingly, sprites born from the essence of frost.

Subway Boss Irida was never long for the world- but she kept going anyway. Despite her relatively low life expectancy and naturally weak magic, she managed to live long past her years by moving with the seasons and living in a perpetual winter. Inevitably, she settled in a mountainous fir tree forest where it was snowy year round- and inevitably met a local dryad. 

Of course, her life changed forever when she and the dryad visited the mortal plane and beheld a train line for the first time. Irida was blown away by its ability to cross vast spaces safely and efficiently and wished to bring that stability to Hisui. She eventually brought the idea to Palkia- who eagerly signed off on the plan and gave her the power of a high fae. (Specifically, power over space)

Nowadays, Irida runs half of the Celestic Rail Network with her partner Adaman, keeping the space the railways run through stable and making sure the trains are able to reach where they are headed. (There are many rumors of the exact nature of her and Adaman’s relationship, as the two are close enough to be lovers if they so desired.  Unfortunately, neither party are willing to comment on the matter, so rumors will continue to speculate) 

[ask-the-royal-absol]

Meanwhile…

Felix: It’s really interestin’ talking with spirits, findin’ out about their struggles and what prevents ‘em from movin’ on. I remember the first time I helped someone. It was right after Destino had- well, somethin’ happened which led ta a Pokémon both Destino and I knew very well dyin’. I saw her spirit and talked through everything she was feelin’ and she ended up bein’ happy knowing all of her business was goin’ ta be taken care of. I saw her spirit glow with a golden light and then she disappeared, looking as peaceful as I’d ever seen her. It’s what inspired me ta go into that line of work. It made me happy knowin’ I’d helped someone, ya know?

Hope: Wow. I’m sorry about your loss.

Felix: It happened ages ago. Don’t worry about it. I’m just used ta the idea of death now since I work so closely with spirits.

Hope: And these spirits only appear for ghost types?

Felix: Most of the time. They usually appear around pokemon who were close ta them. Sometimes they can manifest around other Pokémon but it takes a lot of the spirit’s energy ta do that.

Hope: Oh. So if someone dies, they could appear for you?

Felix: If they choose ta. But it’s quite rare unless-

…

*Hope could see Felix looking past her. She turns towards the spot, confused by what made him pause mid sentence. Nothing. Just the wide mountain range in the back. Maybe he was looking at that? Possibly. She doubted they had those down underground.*

Felix: Oh, erm, yeah. Sorry. Somethin’ caught my attention is all. Yeah, it’s rare for a spirit to appear unless there’s a ghost type around. Our connection ta the dead and all.

Hope: Does anything happen if these spirits are not dealt with? Well, not dealt with but helped to moved on or whatever.

Felix: It depends on the spirit. The majority of them can cause problems if they haven’t been allowed to move on but there are the odd few that just wander around their family, waitin’ for something. Whether it be seein’ a family member do somethin’ that the spirit wanted ta happen or perhaps some sorta revenge, spirits will linger until they feel satisfied. Ghost types tend ta make the process of them movin’ on go faster.

Hope: I see… So, can you see spirits which have been dead for a long time?

Felix: Yeah.

*Felix notices Hope’s eyes slightly twinge with sadness.*

Hope: … And that means you can talk with them?

Felix: Yeah.

Hope: Alright. Interesting to know. You ghost types seemed to have gotten all of the really unique abilities. Talking to the dead, going invisible. Possessing objects. Much more interesting core abilities than what I can do.

Felix: I’m sure ya have powerful abilities. Ya a fire and fightin’ type, right?

Hope: Yeah. Though I’d say I’m a lot stronger with my fire type core abilities than my fighting ones.

Felix: I don’t really have any context for what ya can do.

Hope: Ah yeah. Well, I can control fire. I can absorb a large amount of fire into my body and use it to strengthen my attacks. I’ve been doing a lot of training on this as well as being able to control reasonably sized flames.

*Hope’s eyes change briefly to a fiery reddish orange and her body emits a slight glow. Suddenly appearing before the both of them is a small flame hovering in the cool night that gently lights up the area around them. Felix stares in awe at it. Hope smiles. The orange flame flows towards Hope, being absorbed into her body.*

Hope: And my fighting abilities are more focused on finding out the fighting potential of a Pokémon. And…

*Hope’s eyes flash to a brownish red and she stares deeply at Felix. The ghost types looks awkwardly towards her, not quite knowing what she was doing.*

Hope: It seems you’ve not had much fighting experience. You’ve barely got any EVs. I’m not sure whether you specialise in physical or special attacks but perhaps you should get some training in.

Felix: I dunno what an EV is but I’m not really one for fightin’ unless I need ta. Trainin’ just ain’t for me. Though I’d be interested in seein’ how Destino stacks up.

Hope: Considering how noodly they look, I wouldn’t be surprised if they’ve not had sufficient training.

Felix: Roy and Hershel have tried but Destino doesn’t like ta put much effort into it. They believe they’re already strong enough and don’t need to work hard.

Hope: That doesn’t surprise me at all. I can’t wait to kick their ass when we head home. Give them the wake up call they need.

Felix: A part of me doesn’t want ‘em ta get too hurt but another part of me wants ta see ‘em realise how wrong they’ve been. Don’t go too strong on ‘em. As much as I want ‘em to learn, I don’t wanna end up havin’ ‘em all bruised and beaten.

Hope: I’ll tone it down somewhat. Having a type advantage will make things super easy. I’m definitely looking forward to giving them a taste of what it actually means to be strong.

*Hope and Felix are available for asks*

[fionarara]

+ hipster ! kenma .

+ tw : one mention of a drug, cigarettes, slight cat slander, please this is a joke

+ hipster ! kenma . owns a hairless sphynx cat, because cutesy cats with fluffy fur are for plebs + hipster ! kenma . who shows up to a kickback party at kuroo’s place and upon discovering that the fridge is only stocked full of ultra-generic basic beer brands, decides he would rather drink the warm belgium-imported craft beer which has not yet been cooled, because dude would never be caught holding a shitty bud light in hand or drinking a white claw + hipster ! kenma . “knows the DJ” when you walk into this music venue with him, but in actuality, they only had a singular random encounter on the street during one of kenma's smoke breaks from his part-time job at a local arcade bar: this DJ guy just happened to be strolling by when he casually asked kenma if he could bum a cig off of him and come in real quick just to use the bathroom

+ hipster ! kenma . says, not only is it too expensive to touch up the roots of your hair so often with bleach, but it’s also way too high maintenance, and according to hipster kenma, high-maintenance = highly manufactured, super lame. clearly, presenting with two-toned slightly unkempt hair with a heroin-chic grunge look is some sort of torch one can hold about their own authentic individuality against the status quo...and how one is too cool to give a fuck, yeah + hipster ! kenma . who only rolls his own cigarettes, being the loose tobacco aficionado he is, and uses Bali Shag brand–exclusively. shows you how to roll it just right into a small narrowed cone shape that’s precise and comfortable enough to rest between your pretty fingers, demonstrating how to twist the tip’s end of the handmade cig in the most exquisitely cool way so that when you flame it up, it'll flash with a dazzling little light show right before you take a puff and inhaaale + hipster ! kenma . shows you his entire collection of vintage 8-bit video games, his faves are the few that are most rare and special edition versions where only a handful in the world were made (500 copies worldwide to be exact) + hipster ! kenma . will often wear high quality acetate-plastic glasses with thick-rimmed frames – non-prescription. boy has 20/20 vision and, more often than not, has his bicolored strands of hair hanging over his eyes, barely able to see from his own peripheral vision, so can someone please explain why the guy has thirteen different varying-style pairs of them? + hipster ! kenma . who is, duh, a self-proclaimed male feminist. he even has a cat onesie for his hairless sphynx kitty made of organic cotton with the words 'The Future is Female' printed on it. he makes sure to put the garment on his penisy-looking cat before going out on any first date in case he happens to score that night by getting to bring the date home

+ hipster ! kenma . buys and then wears a thrifted 90s D.A.R.E. T-shirt three days in a row, but later that weekend does cocaine off the cover of a vinyl record by The Stokes at this hole-in-the-wall dive bar while attending Yamamoto’s birthday party

+ hipster ! kenma . hates every mainstream video game, yet you’ll still catch him playing Pokémon GO on the DL when he thinks no one is looking because the nostalgia can’t be beat no matter how much his little alt-heart tries, plus deep down he refuses to quit until he’s at least caught the shiny versions of Jolteon and Umbreon

+ hipster ! kenma . has a nose piercing, with a vintage sterling-silver stud that comes with a whole intricate story and history behind it that he purchased at this obscure pawn shop out in the arts district of a super hip neighborhood he heard about + hipster ! kenma . whose newest pair of skinny jeans are so tight on him, they’ve begun to chafe the delicate skin of his thighs and a small rash developed as a result (despite hinata repeatedly mentioning they were probably a bit too snug), so he takes himself in for a yearly doctor’s visit for a simple topical cream prescription fix when his physician informs him they’d detected some curious results of a lower sperm count, asking kenma if for any reason he’d been doing anything as of late that would impact his testicles…oopsie

+ hipster ! kenma . whose favorite beanie is definitely in need of a wash soon, however he can’t just go ruining the ethically-sourced organic cashmere it's made of and risk ruining this special material + hipster ! kenma . would grow a “dope stubble beard” – if only he could, but alas – (and he would use the word, alas, whenever sharing this dilemma with anyone) alas, he—cannot. “...damn my damned genetics...”

+ hipster ! kenma . has not been to see or support a nekoma game as an alumni ever since he seriously started working (–biking to work, by the way, because ‘excess fossil fuels are whack’) in the tech world at this startup company of some trendy new game app…since being associated with any jock conduct anymore is the antithesis of his counter-culture lifestyle now

+ hipster ! kenma . believes heavily in the issue of gentrification in the new neighborhood he just relocated to, without realizing he is part of the problem + hipster ! kenma. has a snide opinion about eeeeverything …

 + hipster ! kenma . part 2 . ⇢ + link2masterlist . ⇢